Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Harry Potter and the Bad Wish ❯ Wedding Bells ( Chapter 4 )

Chapter 4: Wedding Bells

 

 

The day of the wedding came, Harry, Hermione, Devin, and Monica had gotten up extra early to dress, do hair, and make up for the girls. Hermione and Monica had fun helping the other get ready while the boys just got ready complaining about the time. Hermione was having a lot of fun though, she had two guy friends for years, now she had a female friend she could do girl things with. Hermione was letting her inner girl come out that she had suppressed until her fifth year even after a few bumps with Monica.

 

“Come on you can't wear your hair like that!” Monica was having a blast, she use to do this with her friends back in the States and had done it with Ginny before but now she had Hermione to play with, just like her own personal doll.

 

“Monica I can't wear it anyway else, my hair is to long for much else.” Hermione needed a hair cut but being in the house she didn't have anyone to cut it.

 

“Well let me do something with it, Harry will love it!” Monica went to work while Hermione gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, she hoped Monica was right. “There, that way it doesn't look like you have a beehive on your head.” Hermione looked in the mirror, it did look better.

 

“Thanks Monica, are you and…”

 

“No, we decided we can't.” Monica was blunt with it; she didn't want to talk about it. “Now about your lipstick.” Monica went to work on Hermione having fun with her `doll'.

 

Harry was ready, his hair did as he told it to, he had his dress robes on, new ones since his old ones were a little short on him and he wanted something bright, not the dark colors of his old dress robes. Devin was dressed still complaining about have to go. “I don't want to go so I shouldn't have to, this will interfere with my time table, need to take the potion at three sharp and if the ceremony isn't done then I won't be able to take it.”

 

“The ceremony starts at one so I doubt it will take that long, and stop complaining about the time you had to get up at ten on a summer day it isn't that bad.” Harry wanted to put a silencing spell on Devin, all he had done was complain that morning, first about the time, and now about having to go.

 

“You've never been to a wedding have you?” Harry shook his head. “They take forever and ever and ever. We'll be lucky if they say `I Do' before we have to go to school.” Devin kept complaining for another hour until finally it was time to leave. Dumbledore arrived by Portkey in the library.

 

“You are all ready I presume.” Everybody nodded. “Then grab onto this.” Dumbledore took a long stick out. “Found this outside on my walk.” They all reached over and grabbed it, when the last person in the group touched it the Portkey activated sending the group to a place they didn't recognize.

 

“Where are we?” Hermione was the first one to ask.

 

“St. Croix, a church in France.” They looked at the large building, it was amazing, stone, glass, wood, it was a building with its own presence.

 

“Wow, I was in France for my vacation but we didn't go here.” They walked into the church and saw the decorations, flowers everywhere, and in the very front in the middle was an archway.

 

“You are here.” Dumbledore pointed out the row they were going to be sitting in. “I will be up there so if you need anything you know where I am.” Not that it would be that hard, how many other wizards would be wearing bright purple robes with silver stars moving around on the hat?

 

“So what do you think? So romantic, so large, the flowers alone must have sent them back a pretty penny.” Monica was looking around.

 

“Uh sure, penny, American Muggle form of money, right?” Harry wasn't sure if that was right but saw Hermione nod. More and more people came in, the Weasly's on the left, the Delacour's on the right, easy to spot since the left was full of red heads.

 

“So how long until it starts?” Devin was already showing his impatience.

 

“It will start when it does just enjoy the smell, the sight, so many people to talk to, and so many girls for you to dance with.” Monica tried to get her Brother to lighten up. “I'm sure Luna won't be to jealous if a cute guy like you get asked to dance by other girls.”

 

“Asked yes, actually dance, no.” This was why Devin never bought dress robes; he never planned on going to an event where he would need them. He probably would have needed them for his Mother's funeral but he was asleep during that.

 

“Oh come on Devin live a little.” Monica was ready to give up, her Brother could be so stubborn sometime.

 

“If you're worried about not knowing how to dance I'm sure Hermione could show you, she taught me for the Yule Ball.” Harry was bored and decided he would try to help Monica. “Right Hermione?”

 

“Oh trying to get rid of me already?” Hermione put her arm around Harry's shoulder. Being in a church, for a wedding, Hermione couldn't stop herself from fantasizing what her wedding would be like.

 

“No just renting you out for a little bit, help a good friend out, make it so he can get his own woman.” Harry wrapped his arm around Hermione.

 

“Well Fleur is part Veela so I am sure there are some full blooded Veela around here who wouldn't mind using their powers on Devin.” Devin grabbed the back of the pew in front of him.

 

“Veela? I can't stay here, they are evil, they use their abilities to make men fall in love with them, they manipulate feelings.”

 

“Devin you aren't leaving, if you want I can stay close to you make sure they don't affect you.”

 

“So you aren't going to be dancing with that little…”

 

“No we figured we shouldn't.” Monica cut her Brother off before he could expose her for what she was. Harry however being bored decided to pry.

 

“So who was it? I have my own theory now, since I am one of the few males at Hogwarts to be able to go into the girls' dormitory it might not be a guy, and you have special abilities dealing with ghosts, are you seeing a ghost?” Harry remembered what she did to Peeves, if she was able to touch him physically she might be able to with another in a way Harry didn't want to think about, to disturbing.

 

“Shut up Harry the ceremony is about to start.” Hermione didn't want to upset Monica right then and there, the wedding was about to start and Monica was her friend.

 

“How can you tell?” Harry didn't see anything different but then the music that filled the church changed and the lights darkened just a little. Harry watched the ceremony; he had never seen anything like it. Bill looked so happy, a smile so wide it threatened to leave his face, and nearly did when the music changed again and a dazzling beauty entered. Fleur Delacour walked slowly with a bouquet of roses and a beautiful white dress with little white stones hanging from it and a veil going back at least ten feet following Fleur Delacour. Harry watched as she got to the very front and turned towards Bill, Harry felt his cheeks warm and noticed most other males had the same reaction; Fleur Delacour was blasting them all with her Veela abilities.

 

“Damn it I need to get away.” Devin tried to stand up but Monica grabbed him by his hair and pulled him back to his seat.

 

“You're not going anywhere.”

 

The ceremony continued, the Minister, or Priest, Harry wasn't sure what the difference was, began saying whatever it was he was supposed to say, Harry didn't understand since he was speaking in French. Harry listened but could understand, the wedding rings were put on the other's finger, and finally the man spoke in English.

 

“If anyone has a reason that these two should not be married speak now or forever hold your peace.” Nothing. “Since no one objects to the joining of these two I now pronounce them Man and Wife.” He then said it in French along with something else Harry assumed was `You may now kiss the bride' as Bill took Fleur in his arms and kissed her hard in front of everyone which brought cheers from both sides. The music changed as Bill and Fleur Weasly walked down the isle hand in hand waving to everyone both smiling brightly. Harry looked down at his watch, it was almost two o'clock, an hour had passed so quickly. As the doors to the church opened a loud explosion was heard.

 

“Fireworks?” The Twins did have a way with them, but wouldn't they wait until the party after?

 

“Death Eaters!” Or to be more accurate Death Eater.

 

“Oh I am so disappointed Billy, you didn't invite your youngest Brother.” Ron came in on a winged animal that looked like a cross between a snake, a bird, and a gorilla. “But no matter I have no problem crashing weddings.” Ron cast an exploding spell on the church causing stone and glass fall down on the people below. Harry noticed Ron had a new hand, a silver one, just like the one Voldemort gave Wormtail after Voldemort had come back.

 

“Run!” Various other words were yelled, mostly in French, but everyone got the message.

 

“Yes run, my friends are going to have fun!” Ron pulled out what looked like three silver balls. “Hicka, Bicka, Boo.” The three balls exploded and out came three large dog looking things, even bigger then what Fang was. One opened its mouth and fire shot out.

 

“Hell Hounds!” The wizards and witches started running away as Ron flew up in the air on the flying snake creature.

 

“Come on this is so disgraceful, where is the precious Ministry now?” Ron cast some spells at the crowd setting fire to people's robes. Harry grabbed Hermione and nearly threw her into a tree.

 

“Stay here, I have something to finish.”

 

“Harry no!” Harry ran towards Ron not letting the Hell Hounds get to him.

 

“Ronald Weasly get down here now! We have something to finish.” Harry got his wand out and cast a stunning spell at Ron who dodged it.

 

“Oh my other Brother, we have something of yours, something very precious!” Ron pointed at a Hell Hound. “Hicka, attack!” Ron then pointed his wand at Harry. The Hell Hound which Harry assumed was named Hicka growled then opened its mouth firing a fireball at Harry. Harry using his Seeker agility dodged out of the way casting a stunner at Hicka which immediately bounced off. “Too powerful for that Harry, the Dark Lord made sure of that.” Ron laughed and flew higher.

 

“Poor ROnald Weasly, your family was saddened by your leave but don't believe they will go easy on you.” Dumbledore had his wand out. “I will give you this chance to apologize for what you have done and turn yourself in, you haven't killed anyone here and I would like it to stay that way.”

 

“Old Man, we just have to wait for you to die and then the Dark Lord will slaughter your followers!” Ron flew even higher up making sure he would be out of range.

 

“Very well then, I am sorry Ronald Weasly that I have failed you.” Dumbledore pointed his wand at a Hell Hound which burst into flame. “These toys Voldemort gave you are no match Ronald Weasly.” Dumbledore cast another spell on another Hell Hound making it burst into flames.

 

“Damn it Ron, Avada Kedavra!” Harry knew he was to far away to hit Ron; he had to much time to dodge it but still had to try.

 

“Oh Brother, Mate, are you still angry about what I did? Don't worry though, if you want you can see them again real soon, or join us, the Dark Lord has what you want, he can give it to you! If you join us you will have everything you ever wanted! All you have to do is kill the last of the Marauders, kill Remus Lupin and the Dark Lord will make you his greatest General!” Harry knew what Ron meant, his parents, but he wasn't going to join them ever, he would never kill Remus.

 

“Go to hell Ron.” Harry cast another killing curse again knowing it wouldn't hit. Ron just laughed and flew off after causing the mayhem he had wanted at the wedding. The last Hell Hound was inside the church setting it on fire with its breath, thankfully everyone had gotten outside.

 

“l'animal soit allé!” A Frenchmen had cast a spell at the last Hell Hound killing it, unlike Dumbledore's spells that caused them to burst into flames this one just fell on its side as its eyes rolled back.

 

“Good thinking, we will need one left to study.” Dumbledore went over and waved his wand at the Hell Hound. “Very powerful indeed, it seems Voldemort has done to this creature what he did to the Manticore.” Dumbledore waved his wand again sending the creature away. “Please gather the injured together so we can send them to St. Mungos, or St. Pierre, which ever one is closer.” The adults got the children together and the injured together having Dumbledore create Portkeys to send them to the various places they needed to go.

 

“Et après partie?” A woman who was in shock kept going on about the after party. Fleur was crying, her wedding, her most wonderful day ever had been ruined!

 

“Meil, il sera correct, personne n'a été tué, everyone's fine.” Bill Weasly was trying to get Fleur to stop crying, trying to show her the good things that had happened.

 

“Mon mariage, ce bâtard l'a ruiné!” Harry walked away, what could he do? He had to find Hermione.

 

“Mione! Mione, where did you go?” Hermione wasn't where he put her, where had she gone? Harry kept looking asking people if they had seen her but they didn't know her, half of them didn't even speak English. “Monica, did you see where Hermione went?” Harry found Monica, but no Hermione, or Devin.

 

“I don't know, I can't find Devin, he was next to me when we ran out but then he went away, I don't know where he went.” Harry grabbed Monica up and made her follow him to keep her safe.

 

“Mione! Mione!” Maybe Ron wasn't talking about his parents; maybe Voldemort had already grabbed Hermione, which was his precious thing they had.

 

“Harry we have to find Devin, what if he got scared? If he affects these people it could make the situation even worse!” They kept looking but didn't find who they were looking for.

 

“Vous deux, pourquoi vous n'êtes pas allé avec les autres?” A man was yelling at them but didn't understand him.

 

“What?”

 

“Why didn't you go with the other kids? You were supposed to go with them to Madam Cornwell's Manor with the others,” Harry didn't know what he was going on about. “Or are you over 17?” Harry and Monica shook their heads. “Then come with me! Don't be trying to play hero, especially you boy, I recognize you, you may think you're big and bad for going up against You-Know-Who but you're still a kid!” Harry and Monica went with him over to a large rock. “Touch it and tell them who you are on the other side.” They did as they were told and ended up in the backyard of a large house.

 

“Who are you two?” A woman and two men were standing there with a list.

 

“Harry Potter.”

 

“Monica Stark.”

 

“I see, you were with the Weasly side, go with Zank and wait for farther instructions.” The second man lead the two over to a tower on the side of the house.

 

“Go down the stairs, find family or friends, and make sure they know you are safe.” Zank left them at the stairway.

 

“I can't believe they are treating us like this, in one year I will be an adult and I already act like one, why do I have to be with the kids?” Harry was more anxious over where Hermione was then how he was being treated but didn't want it to show. They walked down the stairs going three stories below the Earth before reaching the bottom of the stairs. When they got there Monica pushed Harry out of the way as she ran towards her Brother.

 

“Devin I'm so sorry I lost you are you ok?” Devin had been sitting on the ground but got up when his sister came over.

 

“I'm ok now Monica, I was worried, had to meditate so I wouldn't hurt anyone.” Devin said it in a monotone voice not wanting any emotions coming out.

 

“Have you seen Hermione?” Devin nodded and pointed towards a wall. “Thank you Devin.” Harry walked over to where Devin had pointed and found a brunette staring at the wall, resting her head on it.

 

“Mione, are you alright?” So Ron had meant his parents, that bastard, why would Voldemort want their bodies Harry didn't want to think about right then, he was overwhelmed with finding Hermione was safe.

 

“You left me, why didn't you protect me?”

 

“I didn't leave you, I put you somewhere safe and went after the person attacking us, I would never leave you.”

 

“Then why didn't you come with the rest of us, I was so scared Harry, Ron, he sent those dogs on the people, I heard no one died but people got hurt, he did this Harry.” Hermione turned away from the wall. “How could he do this to his family, he was our friend for so long, how could we not see this.” Hermione put her arms around Harry. “That bastard ruined Bill's wedding, Fleur's wedding, and he could have killed people.”

 

“He could have but he didn't, he didn't come to kill anyone, he came for me, to give me a message.” Harry didn't need to tell Hermione, she knew what it was.

 

“I'm sorry they got them, don't do anything stupid Harry.” Hermione looked in Harry's eyes. “You would do anything to save them Harry but don't, they saved you, they don't need you getting hurt saving them.”

 

“I know Mione, I can't save them.” He tried; he tried to bring them back and had failed. “I love you Mione.” They stayed in the basement of the Manor until Zank and several other people came and got them.

 

“You are to go to your homes, Mr. Albus Dumbledore was kind enough to make Portkey's for all of you, just tell him where you live and he will send you there.” Harry looked at Dumbledore who looked tired, older then normal. Harry and his friends waited until almost everyone else had left before going to Dumbledore.

 

“Are you alright Dumbledore?” Harry was concerned, maybe the Hell Hounds had done something to Dumbledore.

 

“I'll be fine, making all these Portkeys has drained my energy, please keep this quiet, the Ministry already knows I make my fair share of illegal Portkeys and don't need to know I've made over a dozen in one day.” Harry nodded; he wouldn't say anything to get Dumbledore in trouble. “Glad to see you are all safe but you must be getting home, just touch the Portkey in front of you and you will be home.” The four teens reached out and touched the Portkey and did indeed land in Harry's house.

 

“Oh you're home early, Hermione dear I thought you said the wedding wouldn't be over until after eight.” Mister and Misses Granger had been caught on a chair in the library, Penelope in Tom's lap.

 

“Change of plans, I need to change.” Hermione walked away embarrassed by her parents. The other three teens also left the adults to their activities going to their rooms to change into normal clothes.